My poor beloved DS has gone to bed tonight with his beautiful little face almost unrecognisable.
Today, in three separate incidents, he:
*Ran down the hall, tripped, and did a header into the door frame = one nice big forehead bruise
*Pulled away from DH's hand on the doorstep of my grandma's kitchen, falling face first onto a concrete patio - scrapes to the forehead, bleeding lip, bruised red nose
*Knocked flying by my dad's enormous great farking dog (was supervised, and honestly she's a lovely patient animal, this was just unlucky) face-first into a brick wall. Tooth went into inside of lip, so lots of blood and swelling.
It could have been so much worse. They're all fairly minor, no lasting damage, he's an active toddler and things happen.
But all in one day makes me feel as if I'm negligent in some crucial way, and have just got lucky so far...